Taking time into the day, I widen the fold for comfort.
I reach out to the feather of lightness and invoke a a new planet to dwell.
The sacred infusion of herbal plentiness supports me, and I become MOTHERWORT.
I root, I climb my back and allow a womb of courage to embody me.
I am the collaboration of the female and her Need.
I am raked thru the grasses of sound, and my hair of power is green.
I am cloaked in the cradle of water.
Raven Su.Sane
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